The Peaches that Fell

His spaghetti was already kinky - she could do nothing with that. So she waited

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and watched...now that IS kinky!

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As the light friends swim
through the musty air,
they catch on my face
they catch on my hair,
their laughter is mocking
and their faces are taught,
but did you all know
tis blood they all saught.

amy

I ran and ran until I could run no more. They were still chasing me I was scared like a dog, I climbed a tree. I could still feel their bloodhungry bodies right behind me. I just held my breath and closed my eyes.

Maria

In the distance I heard the familiar chimes of an ice cream truck. Salvation was at my door if I could only think clearly. Digging into the pocket of my jeans
I found a couple of bucks. "If I treat you all to a dreamcicle will you bugger off? I queried.

ian and sylvia

I gave them the ice cream. What am I supposed to do know?I asked myself. They just stood there and did not move and just stared at me blankly.

Maria

I said that I wanted triple chocolate fudge! Not rasberry ripple! They both began to cry at the same time.

Shirley

Hush you two...Beggars can't be choosers, I replied. If you don't settle down the I'll get you a popsicle to share.

trop

And that reminds me of a wise old saying:
"A popsicle is like a beautiful woman.
First you look her up and down, seeing if her flavor is to your liking. . . if you know what I mean!
Second, you take off her wrapper. . . if you know what I mean!
Then, you grab a hold of both her sticks. . . if you know what I mean!
And then, you press her up against the counter until she breaks!"
Hey. HEY! Settle down you two, it was only a joke!

Mofo Rising

They sneered back at me with disbelief. "Was that supossed to be funny?" the taller one asked. "We are the rage of all women condensed to the point of explosion", screamed the other. I scurried higher in the branches, hiding my face among the maple leaves. Down below I heard them whisper, "Go get the chainsaw".

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What I said next I said because I was giddy, for whatever reason, was it the thin air, the work of having climbed to where I was so high in the tree, was it because of the situation, I felt I was in a dream. "You think this will change anything," I asked them, "nothing will change when you kill me. By piling your rage on me you only allow your own opressors to continue unhindered."

Dave

"Oh but you're wrong" the taller one spoke. "We honour our foremothers by
ridding the planet of another perpetrator of matricide" The softspoken one began
mumbling something that I could scarcely hear. Leaning from my perch to try and
make out what she was saying, my feet slid. Dangling in mid-air, I understood her words...."Squeaky,Sara Jane,Patricia, Aileen....this one's for you" How long could I hold on?

mizmoon

Then suddenly as from nowhere, a sharp pointy arrow flew through the air. It peirced the taller ones liver, and then I felt my self began to slip.

Judas

I fell hitting the ground with a graceful thud. She lay on her side among the
tall grasses. Stains of blood and bile soaked her levis, the quiet one was crying softly. A thousand thoughts raced through my head, should I flee or
stay and give comfort to this poor soul. I loosened her belt and ripped off
my shirt using it to put pressure on the gaping wound. A gurgling sound came
from her throat, she was trying to speak. "mobile....backpack....over there"

the prof

I looked to where her eyes directed me and saw a tattered backpack. A mobile phone? Is that what she meant? My fingers fumbled to open the zipper and I found the alleged cell phone. To my dismay, it was unresponsive. Opening the battery pack, I found that they were all corroded. How would I get us out of this? "It won't work," I told her desperately, panicking as I surveyed the situation. The blood was everywhere! How could I do anything about this? I was just a kid!

Beamie

I heard voices...was it a hallucination? The yip-yip of a bluetick hound
brought reality into view. On the other side of the tree I saw two orange caps
emerging from the cornfield. One of the men was cussing, something about he knew
he had wounded it, where was that confounded buck. Without thinking I screamed
"Over here....she needs help!" Then it was clear, it was bow season and I was
standing face to face with the man who had mortally wounded her.